Chapter 1
Nuoding City.
Spirit Branch Hall!
One large and one small figure walked out side by side.
"Brother Tao, rest assured, if I join Spirit Hall, I'll drop your name."
Su Chen patted his chest until it thumped loudly!
Su Yuntao was amused by this kid, sending Su Chen out with a chuckle and casually handing over three gold soul coins.
Even though he awakened a trash martial soul, the kid had Innate Full Soul Power after all, so building a good relationship was definitely not a loss.
Su Chen tossed the gold coins in his hand.
The moniker of the Blind Douluo truly lived up to its reputation!
Just now inside the hall, after Su Yuntao saw clearly that his martial soul looked like a clump of gas, he blurted out that classic line on the spot.
"Another trash martial soul."
As a transmigrator, he not only completed the side quest.
He even received the blessing of the Blind Douluo!
One could say his future was limitless!
Su Chen transmigrated just today, sent here by a delivery truck rushing its performance metrics.
Not only did his body revert to age six, but he also awakened a system!
Opening the beginner's pack to acquire the Heart of Rules martial soul, along with Innate Full Soul Power and one soul ring, Su Chen knew he had transmigrated to Dourol Continent.
After buttering up Su Yuntao, he figured out the current timeline.
Tang San had finished his martial soul awakening three months ago.
And today happened to be the opening day of Nuoding Junior Spirit Master Academy!
Su Chen pulled back his thoughts and looked toward the end of the street.
It was time to advance the main quest.
Target!
Nuoding Junior Spirit Master Academy.
He backhanded the gold coins into the system space just to use as living expenses, which he couldn't afford to lose.
The system mall was all-inclusive, but oddly lacked gold coins.
Amidst the registering teacher's astonished gaze, Su Chen smoothly completed the paperwork and headed straight for Dorm Seven.
Just as he pushed open the wooden door, a figure flew backward toward him, heavily slamming into the empty bed by the door.
Su Chen looked closely.
The person sent flying was none other than Tang San.
In the center of the dorm, a little girl with a scorpion braid was triumphantly clapping her hands.
Xiao Wu turned her head to stare at Su Chen who had just entered, proudly raising her chin.
"Newbie? Let's fight! Whoever wins is the boss of Dorm Seven."
Su Chen was utterly speechless; this bad-tempered rabbit was indeed just like in the original work, very fond of fighting.
He raised a finger to point at Tang San who had just climbed up from the bed.
"I don't hit women, let this shorty go."
Xiao Wu tilted her head and pondered, feeling that made sense.
If this guy couldn't even beat Tang San, he truly wasn't qualified to make her move.
"Fine, then you two fight first."
Tang San brushed the dust off his body, looking at Su Chen who was half a head taller than him with a gloomy expression.
How dare he call him a shorty.
He had suffered from malnutrition since childhood, stunting his growth.
Compared to Su Chen who had absorbed his first soul ring, he was indeed short!
It was bad enough that he couldn't beat a little girl, but now he couldn't beat this sharp-tongued kid either.
He assumed the opening stance of Tang Sect Grappling, exerting force through his soles as he prepared to rush forward.
"Wait!"
Su Chen raised a hand to call a halt.
Tang San abruptly stopped in his tracks, furrowing his brow.
"What are you doing?"
"Don't you know the rules? When soul masters spar, you must exchange names, martial souls, and ranks before fighting."
Su Chen crossed his arms and put on a strictly professional airs.
Tang San fought back his displeasure.
He had only awakened his martial soul not long ago, so what did he know about all these formalities?
Yet with a whole room of people watching, he still forced himself to speak with some patience.
"Tang San, martial soul Blue Silver Grass, soul power rank ten."
Su Chen let out a snort of derision.
"Blue Silver Grass? Isn't that a trash martial soul found everywhere on the street? You have the nerve to show it off."
Unflustered, he made a grasping motion in the empty air with his right hand.
A shapeless mass of gas rapidly condensed, transforming into a long sword that glinted with cold light.
This was his martial soul, Heart of Rules!
It could change its form at will and unlock all sorts of bizarre causality-based soul skills.
A yellow century-old soul ring abruptly rose from beneath Su Chen's feet.
"Su Chen, rank eleven control-system Soul Master, martial soul: Heart of Rules!"
The working students watching the spectacle were all dumbfounded.
This newcomer was actually already a One-Ring Soul Master?!
Tang San's pupils shrank sharply. A One-Ring Soul Master—he subconsciously pressed against the sleeve of his right wrist.
Facing a One-Ring Soul Master, he quickly calculated whether he should use hidden weapons or simply concede defeat.
Su Chen was hardly going to give him a chance to react.
Since he had transmigrated, not tormenting this pure and flawless God King Tang would simply be doing a disservice to his train ticket!
His first soul ring shone with a brilliant light.
Su Chen raised his high sword aloft and brought it down in a chop directly toward Tang San straight ahead.
First soul skill: 100% Barehanded Blade Catch!
Tang San had just prepared to dodge to the side, but his legs completely lost all control in a single instant.
His knees bent sharply, heavily slamming against the rough wooden floorboards.
Immediately following that, his entire body slid forward rapidly across the ground, sliding into a kneeling bow right at Su Chen's feet!
Thud!
Tang San raised his hands high above his head, pressing them tightly together in a clap.
His palms accurately and unfailingly caught the descending blade.
Absolute silence filled the scene!
The brains of all the working students simply crashed.
Even Xiao Wu, who hadn't taken Su Chen seriously at all, rubbed her eyes hard, her wide-open mouth big enough to stuff a carrot into.
[You created an act of abstraction, abstract value +100.]
The system prompt sounded crisp and clear in Su Chen's mind.
With both knees planted on the ground, Tang San was forced to maintain this utterly humiliating sword-catching posture.
His entire face instantly flushed to the color of pork liver, his back molars grinding together with a creaking sound.
Mysterious Heaven Skill ran frantically through his body, and he tried with all his might to stand up. Yet no matter how he urged his inner strength, his legs felt as though they had taken root in the floorboards!
Before the rules, all beings were equal.
Su Chen looked down at him from above and gave his wrist a gentle twist.
The long sword instantly dissipated into countless points of light across the sky.
The rule power pressing down upon his head suddenly withdrew.
Tang San's hands, which he had been pressing tightly together, clapped at empty air, and his whole body lunged forward violently due to the massive momentum, taking a mouthful of dust.
Several muffled laughs that could not be held back rang out inside Dorm Seven.
Tang San swiftly flipped himself up and got to his feet, keeping his head lowered fixedly as intense murderous intent churned in the depths of his eyes.
In his understanding, one knelt to heaven and earth, and knelt to one's parents!
Yet this person had actually made him kneel in public!
He had already chosen a path to die!!!
His left hand reached toward his right wrist with extreme stealth, and his Silent Sleeve Arrow was already loaded!
"It was just a spar, we're all classmates. If you insist on using those shady little toys in your cuffs, the only one who'll end up losing is you."
Su Chen casually pulled over a chair and sat down, crossing his legs in comfort.
Tang San's entire body stiffened, his left hand frozen dead in midair.
How could he know about his Sleeve Arrow?!
Who on earth was he?!
Xiao Wu and the others did not understand Su Chen's meaning, only to hear Su Chen continue.
"I revealed my Soul Ring, and you still wouldn't admit defeat, so I could only assume you wanted to continue the match."
Tang San trembled all over with anger.
You fucking slashed your sword straight down!
Did you give me a chance to speak and admit defeat!
Su Chen continued twisting the knife, throwing out a combo punch.
"Also, setting aside the facts, even if I used a soul skill to make you kneel, I am ninety-nine percent at fault, but don't you have even one percent of the blame?"
Tang San had lived two lives, and his mind was packed entirely with Tang Sect rules—where had he ever witnessed such completely illogical, ultimate double-standard remarks?
He raised his hand, pointing at Su Chen as his finger shook like it was plugged into high voltage.
He was too angry to speak.
He regretted it—regretted hesitating just now and not directly firing his hidden weapon.
Wang Sheng and the others listened in a daze.
Although they felt something was off, it somehow sounded inexplicably reasonable.
This Little Scumbag's combat power was truly pathetic.
Su Chen ignored Tang San, turning to look at Xiao Wu as he raised a brow slightly.
"Well, are we still fighting?"
Xiao Wu shrank her neck, recalling Tang San's uncontrollable, bizarre kneeling from earlier, and her heart grew deeply unsettled.
If that had been her, sliding in to kneel in front of everyone, where would a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast's face go?!
Xiao Wu shook her head like a rattle-drum and stepped back twice.
She dry-coughed twice, forcibly trying to save face. "Since you beat Tang San, the position of Dorm Seven boss belongs to you. I, Xiao Wu, honor my bet!"
Huh?
Su Chen asked with feigned confusion, "Weren't you the boss? I haven't challenged you yet, so how did I become the boss?"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Wu panicked and waved her hands repeatedly.
"Ahem, um, what I said earlier was just nonsense!"
"Actually, Tang San is the Dorm Seven boss!"
"If you don't believe it, you can ask the others here!"
Xiao Wu even shot glances at the rest of them.
Wang Sheng and the others immediately caught on, nodding frantically in agreement.
"Yes, Big Sister Xiao Wu is right!"
Nearby, Tang San, who was currently suppressing his murderous intent, abruptly raised his head, looking in disbelief at this bunch of fence-sitters.
And to think he had felt a bit of goodwill toward Xiao Wu for defeating him!
Su Chen walked up to Xiao Wu. "Oh~ so that's how it is!"
"Then call me boss and let me hear it?"
He deliberately leaned his ear closer.
Xiao Wu was made both shy and annoyed by this move.
Damned little brat, he actually wanted Big Sister Xiao Wu to call him boss!!
Right now, the situation was stronger than the rabbit! She would endure!
Xiao Wu's face turned beet red, and she shouted in a small voice, "Boss!!"
Mhm!
Su Chen nodded with satisfaction and sat back down in his chair.
He was a worldly man, and coming to the Douluo Continent, he only cared about two things!
Beauties, and f***ing beauties at that!
Off to the side, Xiao Wu secretly peeked at Su Chen, quietly hatching her own little scheme in her heart.
This guy refused to hit women right from the start, and just now, even when he leaned in so close, he didn't make a move.
Could it be... had he taken a fancy to her?
Thinking of this, a flush instantly bloomed across Xiao Wu's fair cheeks.
If Su Chen knew what Xiao Wu was thinking at this moment!
He would surely exclaim!
As expected of the Romance Continent!
Terrifying beyond belief!
However! He liked it.